( xD Thanks to @Ken for reminding me to finished this... I recommend reading the first part again to make sense of it all I guess.)Part 2The mercenaries had finally come back to their senses, the alcohol forcefully rushed out their system, captains barked orders to assemble their squads as spread out in formation to counter attack. A young masked boy stood in the middle, surrounded by soldiers. “Wait Envy!” A voice shouted from behind them, two men stood facing the soldiers
A short man with grey hair covering his left hair and a taller white haired man with half his face covers in bandages, moved towards the group of soldiers. “Wrath??.” The grey haired Greed crouched as he called out to his partner. Wrath holding a cold expression in his eyes, nodded and spoke behind his bandages. “Where is it?...” with a slight pause he continued before anyone of the soldiers could speak back, “now think before you answer, I won't repeat myself”. The soldiers shared a look between themselves. The biggest of them pushed himself forward, a giant axe held in his right hand, with a laugh he burst out. “Who do you think yo….” He stopped midway, he couldn't continue, each time he tried to speak blood spluttered out his mouth. Blood dripped down his lips from his mouth, his eyes opened wide, his pupils darted around widely as he tried to figure out why he began choking on his own blood. The mans arms fell to the ground and so did his legs followed by the rest of his body, he wriggled in pain while his comrades could only watch in confusion.
Lust moved around the camp swift and majestic as he cleaved soldiers in half, chuckling as their screams were cut short. These soldiers were amateurs, kids compared to Lust. The soldiers with all their numbers were still at a disadvantage. Sloth only followed in this trail of blood and corpses Lust had left for him. Moving forward carefully, Sloth tried to make sure to not unnecessarily step in puddles of blood and guts, playing with his black painted fingernails and left everything to Lust who seemed be to enjoying himself.
The smallest of the attackers Envy had found himself in the middle of another group. Without a moments thought Envy rushed at the soldiers. With amazing speed Envy seemed to disappear and appear instantaneously. From one soldier to another bones broke, arms and legs ripped apart, without mercy Envy tore through the soldiers with his bare hands, simply darting off to find more victims.
The site was still as live as ever, as buzz if energy and screams filled the camp. Men and women alike fell as equals after a mission completed.
They screamed in agony and pain as night turned to dawn, with the sheer size of this group their corpses had completely covered the ground they had celebrated on hours before. It became a graveyard with the stench of fresh blood and burnt bodies.
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